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originally posted in: THE DOJO
2/7/2018 2:01:32 AM
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Once the engines topped out, the rattling stopped, most likely powerful engines. What felt like a half hour went by, as eventually "final entry" was heard, the shuttle slowing down gradually as it was getting close to whatever destination there was.
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  • He stood up, his suit changing from the ODST armor to the flight suit if the Pilots' Federation "Here we go...."

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  • Most likely he wouldn't need to fly anything, as the recruiter walked by, slapping them all on the shoulder, leaving small markers to tag them as friendlies. "Don't so anything stupid, don't jeopardize my men." At that, he turned around in front of the gang plank, which then lowered.

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  • "Aye aye, cap'n" He replied tiredly.

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  • The plank hit the deck then, and outside an entire, massive hangar was seen, weaponry in crates, and armor seen as well. Four tall soldiers decked in an odd form of powered armor where seen. They where talking, helmets on and geared to go. A few soldiers walked by the exit then, more seen scattered about as the hangar bay doors where an energy field, an outer metal door seen.

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  • He stepped out then, his suit shifting into a set of GEN I Mark IV. The shield generator and extra capacity were beyond his ability to do

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  • Multiple people watched his form change, some groaning, shapeshifters where a pain to deal with at times. Either way, they went about there business. The recruiter turned then, halting halfway between the little armory that was set up and the shuttle. "Dojoville, meet Gallahad." He gestured then to the four soldiers, who then turned to face the newcomers.

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  • He gave the four a mock salute "Atten-tion!" He shouted jokingly

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  • The four stood in silence then, each stood are roughly 7", although one was shorter than the rest. The tallest topping put at 7"4, and the short one, a woman, at 7"1. Each of their armor was different, the two men wore thicker plate, carried larger weapons. The shorter woman's was more flexible and mobile, yet looks where deceiving. The second woman's was roughly the same, more plating on the chest. All their armor was a flat yellow with steel gray, their visors symbolized by red lines on the helmets. The short woman then jokingly snapped too, then got knocked upside the head by the other woman, words heard over everything. "Dammit Minx, this is serious!" The "Minx" girl, the short one, let out a soft giggle as she stood normal again.

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